Beauty's Beast (Sequel to Blind Beauty) COMPLETE
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Sensational
Chapter Number/Total: 20/24
Chapter Title: Sensational
Words: 3194 Words
Weeks and weeks of experimenting with different ideas and Draco had finally created a potion he thought could help Harry. He was sure it was safe, but he wasn't sure it would actually work. He had tried it on some animals he had Transfigured from objects. Problem was they really couldn't tell him how they felt when they took the potion. He had the potion ready for two days before he finally decided to try it with Harry. Draco laid his lover in their bed, helping undress him for sleep.
Harry was now used to their nightly routine, lifting his arms when Draco reached to pull his shirt off. Some days Draco laid him down so that he was propped against the pillows, and then he could stare at his useless legs. Sometimes he'd stare hard and focused on trying to move just his toe, but it never worked and it left him frustrated.
"I made something," Draco said softly, putting Harry's clothes aside.
"What?" Harry asked curiously.
Draco sat down on the bed, stroking Harry's hair off his face. He pulled the small vial out of his pocket. "I would like you to drink this."
"What is it?" Harry asked, eyeing the vial. He was curious, but he had been given a lot of potions in the months since his injury and he trusted Draco, so he reached out to take it from him.
"Drink it, love," Draco encouraged, nodding to him. He didn't want to tell Harry what the potion was and get his hopes up if it didn't work.
Harry pulled the cork out of the vial and drank it, making a face at the awful taste. He watched Draco the entire time. He suspected this wasn't one of the standard potions just by how Draco was acting. Not to mention that the man had been spending a lot more time in the lab recently.
Draco took the empty vial and set it aside. He observed Harry carefully, waiting to see if there was any reaction. Gently, he stroked his lover's face with the soft furred back of his hand.
"What was supposed to happen?" Harry asked softly, expecting an immediate reaction and a bit disappointed to feel nothing different.
"Nothing yet, love," Draco smiled. He stood then and finished undressing, climbing into bed with his lover. He took Harry into his arms, petting him.
"Are you going to tell me what it's supposed to eventually do?" Harry asked, settling down in Draco's arms but unable to contain his curiosity. He felt disappointed even if he didn't know what the potion should do.
"Let me keep that to myself for now," Draco answered. "Just trust me."
Harry nodded, but bit his lip. It wasn't like he could really control his curiosity and just not think about it. He didn't want to bother Draco about it. Much. "How do you know if it worked though?"
Draco didn't answer, bending to kiss Harry instead. He should have known that Harry wouldn't just wait quietly.
Harry kissed him back gently, still wondering what the potion could've done. "Ow," he mumbled a few minutes later, pulling back from the kiss.
"What?" Draco asked, heart speeding up, both worried and hopeful.
"My toes hurt," Harry mumbled, glancing down. As soon as the words left his mouth he frowned, and then his eyes grew round, looking up at Draco. "I think."
Draco grinned, his own eyes just as wide. "They do?" he asked, pulling the blankets back to look down. "Can you move them?"
Harry swallowed and looked down at his toes. He was sure that the pain was coming from them, but why now? How? He couldn't feel them for so long and now he wasn't even sure that he hadn't imagined it. His breathing sped up. "I'll try," he whispered, ignoring the strange pains and attempting to wiggle them. He gasped in shock when one of them moved. "I ... I did that?"
Draco propped Harry up with pillows and then crawled down to his feet. He took one claw and very gently ran it over the bottom of the toe that moved.
Harry gasped again, the feeling familiar, yet at the same time unfamiliar to him. "Draco ... how can I feel it?" he whispered, staring at his feet. His heart was pounding now and he trembled. "After so long ...."
Draco smiled. "So you can really feel it?" he asked. He still wanted to make sure before he said anything more. Yet, since he didn't tell Harry the purpose of the potion, it couldn't be something he was imagining. Could it?
Harry's eyes filled with tears before he could stop it. "Yes," he whispered, wiggling his toes again. "Draco, I feel that! How do I feel that?"
"The potion," Draco said. "It is supposed to help regrow nerves." He ran his nail carefully over each toe, testing to see how much response he got.
Harry was still stuck on feeling anything after such a long time. He just couldn't believe it. "Oh, Draco ... " he sobbed, every one of his toes moving when Draco touched them. He was crying now, overwhelmed but happy.
Draco's heart was pounding with excitement. He leaned forward and gently kissed each of Harry's toes.
Harry sniffled, running a hand through his hair. "Thank you ... thank you ...." They still felt funny, but it was a lot better than feeling nothing at all. "What does this mean?"
Draco crawled back up beside his lover and held him again. "It might not bring it all back or it might just take some time," he explained, even if he thought that the immediate response was a very good sign that it might just do a lot more eventually.
"I'm fine with anything," Harry said honestly, leaning up to kiss him. He drew back with eyes still shiny and wide. "Why didn't you tell me before?"
Draco rubbed his face against Harry's briefly and then drew back to answer him. "Because it might not have worked."
"And yet it did ..." Harry said, voice full of wonder, wiggling his toes with a smile. "You're bloody brilliant."
"Of course, I am," Draco said with a smirk, eyebrows raised. "Can I lick your toes?" he asked mischievously, waggling his eyebrows again.
***
Tonks passed the potatoes and Draco took them, putting a serving on his plate before passing them on to Harry. He smirked at Remus who was trying to feed some mashed peas to Elise.
Harry took the bowl and was about to put some on his plate when there was a sudden and sharp pain in his leg. He cried out and dropped the spoon and bowl.
Draco reacted quickly and grabbed the bowl before it fell off the table. "Harry?" he asked, his other hand reaching to support the man before he fell out of the chair he was propped in.
"Ow, ow," Harry mumbled over and over, looking down at his right leg. "My leg ...."
Tonks and Remus had both jumped to their feet. "Your leg?" Remus asked, part worry and part excitement.
Harry looked up at them and then back down. "My leg ...." He glanced at Draco quickly. "It hurt."
Draco set the bowl aside and turned to him, still supporting him. "Where? Show me." It had been a week of the potion and Harry had gotten most of the feeling back in his feet but none above.
"There," Harry said, not able to lift his leg up and show him, but he pointed to his calf.
Tonks and Remus were both standing now and moved closer, watching with surprised faces while Draco got to his knees and pulled up Harry's trouser leg. He used a knuckle to rub the spot. "Here?"
"Harry? Can you feel that? Really?" Remus asked excitedly.
Harry's eyes went wide as he nodded quickly. "There, I can feel that!" He grinned at Draco. "Your potion ...."
"What potion?" Tonks and Remus asked in unison.
Draco smiled and looked up at Harry, nodding to him to tell them.
"Draco made a potion that helps me feel again," Harry explained, grinning up at them, "and it works."
Remus and Tonks exchanged confused and hopeful looks. "How is this possible?" Remus asked. "They didn't have anything at St Mungo's that could do this."
"Draco did that? That's amazing," Tonks said. "But Remus is right. They said there wasn't anything for nerve damage like that."
"I know ... Draco's brilliant," Harry said, beaming in pride.
Draco glanced up at Remus and Tonks. "I did something they can't do at St Mungo's."
"What's that?" Remus asked.
"I added my saliva. Since werewolf saliva seems to help Harry heal ... " he paused, blushing at that, "then I thought maybe it could be a component in a healing spell. But, of course, you couldn't give it to most people."
Both the older pair looked gobsmacked. Remus opened his mouth and then closed it, frowning. "But wouldn't that ..." Tonks tried.
"Contaminate whoever took it?" Draco finished. "Probably. But Harry seems immune. He has been exposed to all of my ... fluids ... and has showed no sign of a negative reaction. It just heals him." He was still blushing. He knew the older two knew the kind of rough play he and Harry indulged in. Between the noise and the fact that Harry liked to wear the marks, it would have been impossible to hide it from them.
"That's ... that's amazing," Remus answered, eyes wide as he stared at the two of them, seeming unperturbed by the implications Draco had made.
Harry looked down at Draco with a grin. "Keep touching there, I want to keep feeling." He completely forgot that they were at dinner.
Draco wanted to keep touching Harry, but not in a way he could do in front of Tonks and Remus. After rubbing the spot for a few minutes, he asked, "Feel better now?"
"Much better," Harry said, sighing softly. He was a little sore, but not as bad as when he first felt it. "Sorry I stopped dinner. Let's get back to that."
They all took their seats again, but Tonks and Remus were staring at them, only remembering the food when Elise threw mashed peas at the floor and Tonks moved to clean it up.
"Why didn't you tell us?" Remus asked.
"Because Draco wanted to make sure that it was working properly before he told everyone about it," Harry replied for him.
"Well, between Draco getting his wand back and now this, I can't tell you how happy this makes me," Remus said, eyes clearly misting as he tried to control his reaction.
"Yes, this is wonderful news," Tonks said, wiping her eyes on a napkin.
"And Elise is getting another one of her teeth," Harry said, smiling over at Elise in her baby chair. "I understand what you're saying. It really is a great feeling."
***
Draco laid Harry in their bed, removing his own clothes and then sitting down beside Harry to help him undress.
Harry raised his arms as Draco pulled off his shirt. "We still have to try and go flying," he said.
"Walk first, fly later," Draco answered, smiling. Harry's feeling seemed to be returning, but the man still didn't have much control over his legs. After several weeks on the potion, both of them had hope that Harry would eventually walk again.
Harry sighed, but nodded. He did have a point. "Just miss it, is all."
Draco slid Harry's trousers down his legs, watching for his reaction.
Harry looked down at his legs as Draco pulled them down, sighing in relief when he could feel the trousers in some spots.
"I'm going to test again," Draco said when he had finished tossing Harry's clothes aside. "Ready?'
"Yeah, go ahead," he said, nodding a few times. It made him a little anxious whenever Draco did this.
"Tell me if you feel it, and if it hurts or if it feels ... good," Draco said, beginning again with Harry's toes. He gently ran his claws over each toe and then the underside of his feet.
Harry's toes curled, unable to help but giggle softly. "Tickles," he mumbled.
"Good," Draco grinned, giving them another tickle before moving up over his feet and ankles.
Harry watched his hands move up, but he didn't feel anything else after he moved past the undersides of his feet.
Draco frowned. "You felt something in your legs before, but you don't feel this now?"
Harry bit his lip and shrugged, looking apologetic. "I don't know why ...."
"Shh, just relax. Open yourself up to it," Draco said, dragging those claws gently up his lover's calves and then thighs.
Harry swallowed and nodded, his breath hitching as he actually felt Draco's claws again. "I can feel that ...."
Draco smiled, using the back of his hand again as well as the claws of the other, sliding over Harry's thighs.
Harry shuddered, slowly lying back on the bed. "Keep doing that," he whispered, biting his lip gently.
Gently lifting and spreading Harry's legs further apart, Draco knelt between them and began licking his thighs.
Harry tried to lift his hips, but he couldn't, a small moan of frustration escaping him.
The blond continued to lick and now suck on Harry's skin, moving up closer to his groin.
Harry leaned up a little to watch him moving up, feeling anxious again about what he was going to do next.
Draco reached his lover's balls and gently began to lick that soft sac.
Harry bit his lip harder, reaching to grip the sheets. It had honestly been too long since he'd last felt Draco's tongue on him like this, the wet warmth lapping over his skin and making him whimper softly.
Draco hummed, sucking on him and rubbing his face against his lover's balls, kissing him there as well.
There was another feeling that Harry couldn't place at first, the familiar tingling, but it was stronger than before. He leaned up and looked down again, gasping softly at the sight of his cock. "I'm hard," he whispered, gripping the sheets again.
Draco smiled at the sight of his lover's arousal and began to lick slowly up the shaft.
"Draco," Harry groaned, reaching to slide his fingers into Draco's hair and gripping the silky strands. "I can't lift my hips ...."
"Touch yourself," Draco whispered, wishing he could suck Harry's cock. He continued to lick him.
Harry hesitated before he slowly pulled his hand out of Draco's hair and moved it down to touch his own cock. He moaned softly, wondering how he had managed so long without doing this.
Draco smiled, watching him stroke himself for a moment before moving down, licking Harry's balls and pushing open Harry's arsecheeks to lick below them.
Harry squeezed himself lightly, beginning to stroke himself faster as Draco's tongue moved down. "Didn't know just how much I missed this," he sighed, letting his head simply fall back.
Draco licked his lover's entrance, caressing that tight hole with his tongue.
Harry gasped as loud as he could, willing his legs and hips to move "More ... more, please," he begged softly.
Draco pressed his lips to his lover and pressed his tongue into him, working inside.
Harry was as hard as he could be, his hand moving fast as he groaned. "Yes," he hissed.
Draco had missed those gasps. Missed the taste and feel of his lover wanting him. He thrust his tongue in and out, faster and deeper.
After not feeling this for so long, Harry found that he was much closer than he normally was, feeling himself beginning to tense up. He slowed down his strokes, but it didn't help much, only made him want even more. "I'm close, Draco," he whispered, looking down at the man.
"Mmm," Draco hummed, pressing his face tight against his lover's flesh and pushing his tongue deeper, deep enough to reach that nerve bundle.
Harry cried out when he first felt the shock of Draco's tongue touching that spot, his cock feeling as though it literally jerked in his hand before he came hard. He whimpered Draco's name as he stroked himself through it, his upper back arched.
Draco was thrilled when he felt his lover's muscles clench around his tongue. He licked gently and then kissed that quivering opening. Draco lifted his head, licking his way up to Harry's cock, cleaning him.
Harry relaxed back on the bed, his hand sliding away as he felt Draco moving up and cleaning him off. "That was amazing ..." he whispered, his eyes closed.
Draco hummed in agreement, licking the last of his lover's seed before crawling the rest of the way up his body, kissing his skin as he went.
"I can feel again," Harry murmured, wrapping his arms around Draco when he moved up far enough. "Thanks to you."
Draco didn't have words to describe how happy he was, instead he kissed Harry, cupping the back of his head with his clawed hand and letting the man taste himself in his lover's mouth.
Harry leaned up as much as he could, kissing him harder. His arms tightened, honestly wanting to show Draco just how grateful he was for being able to feel again.
Draco's still full arousal brushed against Harry's soft wet one as he pressed his body into his lover's, still kissing him.
Moving one hand down to Draco's hip and around to his cock, Harry stroked him as they continued to kiss.
Draco moaned into his lover's mouth, shuddering. He was so aroused he knew it wouldn't be long.
Harry moved so that he could kiss and nip along Draco's jaw, his hand squeezing him as it sped up.
Draco moaned, claws digging into Harry's hair and body trembling. Then he cried out, his seed spurting over Harry's hand and belly as he came.
Harry looked into Draco's eyes, moving to gently kiss him a few times. "Thank you, Draco. I love you."
"I love you, Harry," Draco replied, kissing him repeatedly before moving to settle in beside him. He grinned, Summoned his wand, and did Cleaning Charms for both of them. It was great to have his magic and his lover back.
Harry turned over, feeling sleepy, but extremely happy. "Now I walk again, right?"
"That's the plan," Draco said. "Hopefully, if we exercise your legs it will help you get control of them again."
"I hope so, too," Harry said, grinning at Draco and snuggling closer. "Can't wait to start ...."
"I think we just did," Draco teased. "Your muscles were definitely starting to work there."
Harry blushed softly. "You know what I meant ... but they are, aren't they? I could feel it." He liked saying that.
"Yes," Draco whispered. "Next time, maybe you will feel my cock inside you." He smiled happily at him, filled with happiness and aroused by the idea.
"I can't wait for that, either," Harry sighed, closing his eyes. Next time he'd finally be able to feel whole again. "Night, Draco."
Chapter Title: Sensational
Words: 3194 Words
Weeks and weeks of experimenting with different ideas and Draco had finally created a potion he thought could help Harry. He was sure it was safe, but he wasn't sure it would actually work. He had tried it on some animals he had Transfigured from objects. Problem was they really couldn't tell him how they felt when they took the potion. He had the potion ready for two days before he finally decided to try it with Harry. Draco laid his lover in their bed, helping undress him for sleep.
Harry was now used to their nightly routine, lifting his arms when Draco reached to pull his shirt off. Some days Draco laid him down so that he was propped against the pillows, and then he could stare at his useless legs. Sometimes he'd stare hard and focused on trying to move just his toe, but it never worked and it left him frustrated.
"I made something," Draco said softly, putting Harry's clothes aside.
"What?" Harry asked curiously.
Draco sat down on the bed, stroking Harry's hair off his face. He pulled the small vial out of his pocket. "I would like you to drink this."
"What is it?" Harry asked, eyeing the vial. He was curious, but he had been given a lot of potions in the months since his injury and he trusted Draco, so he reached out to take it from him.
"Drink it, love," Draco encouraged, nodding to him. He didn't want to tell Harry what the potion was and get his hopes up if it didn't work.
Harry pulled the cork out of the vial and drank it, making a face at the awful taste. He watched Draco the entire time. He suspected this wasn't one of the standard potions just by how Draco was acting. Not to mention that the man had been spending a lot more time in the lab recently.
Draco took the empty vial and set it aside. He observed Harry carefully, waiting to see if there was any reaction. Gently, he stroked his lover's face with the soft furred back of his hand.
"What was supposed to happen?" Harry asked softly, expecting an immediate reaction and a bit disappointed to feel nothing different.
"Nothing yet, love," Draco smiled. He stood then and finished undressing, climbing into bed with his lover. He took Harry into his arms, petting him.
"Are you going to tell me what it's supposed to eventually do?" Harry asked, settling down in Draco's arms but unable to contain his curiosity. He felt disappointed even if he didn't know what the potion should do.
"Let me keep that to myself for now," Draco answered. "Just trust me."
Harry nodded, but bit his lip. It wasn't like he could really control his curiosity and just not think about it. He didn't want to bother Draco about it. Much. "How do you know if it worked though?"
Draco didn't answer, bending to kiss Harry instead. He should have known that Harry wouldn't just wait quietly.
Harry kissed him back gently, still wondering what the potion could've done. "Ow," he mumbled a few minutes later, pulling back from the kiss.
"What?" Draco asked, heart speeding up, both worried and hopeful.
"My toes hurt," Harry mumbled, glancing down. As soon as the words left his mouth he frowned, and then his eyes grew round, looking up at Draco. "I think."
Draco grinned, his own eyes just as wide. "They do?" he asked, pulling the blankets back to look down. "Can you move them?"
Harry swallowed and looked down at his toes. He was sure that the pain was coming from them, but why now? How? He couldn't feel them for so long and now he wasn't even sure that he hadn't imagined it. His breathing sped up. "I'll try," he whispered, ignoring the strange pains and attempting to wiggle them. He gasped in shock when one of them moved. "I ... I did that?"
Draco propped Harry up with pillows and then crawled down to his feet. He took one claw and very gently ran it over the bottom of the toe that moved.
Harry gasped again, the feeling familiar, yet at the same time unfamiliar to him. "Draco ... how can I feel it?" he whispered, staring at his feet. His heart was pounding now and he trembled. "After so long ...."
Draco smiled. "So you can really feel it?" he asked. He still wanted to make sure before he said anything more. Yet, since he didn't tell Harry the purpose of the potion, it couldn't be something he was imagining. Could it?
Harry's eyes filled with tears before he could stop it. "Yes," he whispered, wiggling his toes again. "Draco, I feel that! How do I feel that?"
"The potion," Draco said. "It is supposed to help regrow nerves." He ran his nail carefully over each toe, testing to see how much response he got.
Harry was still stuck on feeling anything after such a long time. He just couldn't believe it. "Oh, Draco ... " he sobbed, every one of his toes moving when Draco touched them. He was crying now, overwhelmed but happy.
Draco's heart was pounding with excitement. He leaned forward and gently kissed each of Harry's toes.
Harry sniffled, running a hand through his hair. "Thank you ... thank you ...." They still felt funny, but it was a lot better than feeling nothing at all. "What does this mean?"
Draco crawled back up beside his lover and held him again. "It might not bring it all back or it might just take some time," he explained, even if he thought that the immediate response was a very good sign that it might just do a lot more eventually.
"I'm fine with anything," Harry said honestly, leaning up to kiss him. He drew back with eyes still shiny and wide. "Why didn't you tell me before?"
Draco rubbed his face against Harry's briefly and then drew back to answer him. "Because it might not have worked."
"And yet it did ..." Harry said, voice full of wonder, wiggling his toes with a smile. "You're bloody brilliant."
"Of course, I am," Draco said with a smirk, eyebrows raised. "Can I lick your toes?" he asked mischievously, waggling his eyebrows again.
***
Tonks passed the potatoes and Draco took them, putting a serving on his plate before passing them on to Harry. He smirked at Remus who was trying to feed some mashed peas to Elise.
Harry took the bowl and was about to put some on his plate when there was a sudden and sharp pain in his leg. He cried out and dropped the spoon and bowl.
Draco reacted quickly and grabbed the bowl before it fell off the table. "Harry?" he asked, his other hand reaching to support the man before he fell out of the chair he was propped in.
"Ow, ow," Harry mumbled over and over, looking down at his right leg. "My leg ...."
Tonks and Remus had both jumped to their feet. "Your leg?" Remus asked, part worry and part excitement.
Harry looked up at them and then back down. "My leg ...." He glanced at Draco quickly. "It hurt."
Draco set the bowl aside and turned to him, still supporting him. "Where? Show me." It had been a week of the potion and Harry had gotten most of the feeling back in his feet but none above.
"There," Harry said, not able to lift his leg up and show him, but he pointed to his calf.
Tonks and Remus were both standing now and moved closer, watching with surprised faces while Draco got to his knees and pulled up Harry's trouser leg. He used a knuckle to rub the spot. "Here?"
"Harry? Can you feel that? Really?" Remus asked excitedly.
Harry's eyes went wide as he nodded quickly. "There, I can feel that!" He grinned at Draco. "Your potion ...."
"What potion?" Tonks and Remus asked in unison.
Draco smiled and looked up at Harry, nodding to him to tell them.
"Draco made a potion that helps me feel again," Harry explained, grinning up at them, "and it works."
Remus and Tonks exchanged confused and hopeful looks. "How is this possible?" Remus asked. "They didn't have anything at St Mungo's that could do this."
"Draco did that? That's amazing," Tonks said. "But Remus is right. They said there wasn't anything for nerve damage like that."
"I know ... Draco's brilliant," Harry said, beaming in pride.
Draco glanced up at Remus and Tonks. "I did something they can't do at St Mungo's."
"What's that?" Remus asked.
"I added my saliva. Since werewolf saliva seems to help Harry heal ... " he paused, blushing at that, "then I thought maybe it could be a component in a healing spell. But, of course, you couldn't give it to most people."
Both the older pair looked gobsmacked. Remus opened his mouth and then closed it, frowning. "But wouldn't that ..." Tonks tried.
"Contaminate whoever took it?" Draco finished. "Probably. But Harry seems immune. He has been exposed to all of my ... fluids ... and has showed no sign of a negative reaction. It just heals him." He was still blushing. He knew the older two knew the kind of rough play he and Harry indulged in. Between the noise and the fact that Harry liked to wear the marks, it would have been impossible to hide it from them.
"That's ... that's amazing," Remus answered, eyes wide as he stared at the two of them, seeming unperturbed by the implications Draco had made.
Harry looked down at Draco with a grin. "Keep touching there, I want to keep feeling." He completely forgot that they were at dinner.
Draco wanted to keep touching Harry, but not in a way he could do in front of Tonks and Remus. After rubbing the spot for a few minutes, he asked, "Feel better now?"
"Much better," Harry said, sighing softly. He was a little sore, but not as bad as when he first felt it. "Sorry I stopped dinner. Let's get back to that."
They all took their seats again, but Tonks and Remus were staring at them, only remembering the food when Elise threw mashed peas at the floor and Tonks moved to clean it up.
"Why didn't you tell us?" Remus asked.
"Because Draco wanted to make sure that it was working properly before he told everyone about it," Harry replied for him.
"Well, between Draco getting his wand back and now this, I can't tell you how happy this makes me," Remus said, eyes clearly misting as he tried to control his reaction.
"Yes, this is wonderful news," Tonks said, wiping her eyes on a napkin.
"And Elise is getting another one of her teeth," Harry said, smiling over at Elise in her baby chair. "I understand what you're saying. It really is a great feeling."
***
Draco laid Harry in their bed, removing his own clothes and then sitting down beside Harry to help him undress.
Harry raised his arms as Draco pulled off his shirt. "We still have to try and go flying," he said.
"Walk first, fly later," Draco answered, smiling. Harry's feeling seemed to be returning, but the man still didn't have much control over his legs. After several weeks on the potion, both of them had hope that Harry would eventually walk again.
Harry sighed, but nodded. He did have a point. "Just miss it, is all."
Draco slid Harry's trousers down his legs, watching for his reaction.
Harry looked down at his legs as Draco pulled them down, sighing in relief when he could feel the trousers in some spots.
"I'm going to test again," Draco said when he had finished tossing Harry's clothes aside. "Ready?'
"Yeah, go ahead," he said, nodding a few times. It made him a little anxious whenever Draco did this.
"Tell me if you feel it, and if it hurts or if it feels ... good," Draco said, beginning again with Harry's toes. He gently ran his claws over each toe and then the underside of his feet.
Harry's toes curled, unable to help but giggle softly. "Tickles," he mumbled.
"Good," Draco grinned, giving them another tickle before moving up over his feet and ankles.
Harry watched his hands move up, but he didn't feel anything else after he moved past the undersides of his feet.
Draco frowned. "You felt something in your legs before, but you don't feel this now?"
Harry bit his lip and shrugged, looking apologetic. "I don't know why ...."
"Shh, just relax. Open yourself up to it," Draco said, dragging those claws gently up his lover's calves and then thighs.
Harry swallowed and nodded, his breath hitching as he actually felt Draco's claws again. "I can feel that ...."
Draco smiled, using the back of his hand again as well as the claws of the other, sliding over Harry's thighs.
Harry shuddered, slowly lying back on the bed. "Keep doing that," he whispered, biting his lip gently.
Gently lifting and spreading Harry's legs further apart, Draco knelt between them and began licking his thighs.
Harry tried to lift his hips, but he couldn't, a small moan of frustration escaping him.
The blond continued to lick and now suck on Harry's skin, moving up closer to his groin.
Harry leaned up a little to watch him moving up, feeling anxious again about what he was going to do next.
Draco reached his lover's balls and gently began to lick that soft sac.
Harry bit his lip harder, reaching to grip the sheets. It had honestly been too long since he'd last felt Draco's tongue on him like this, the wet warmth lapping over his skin and making him whimper softly.
Draco hummed, sucking on him and rubbing his face against his lover's balls, kissing him there as well.
There was another feeling that Harry couldn't place at first, the familiar tingling, but it was stronger than before. He leaned up and looked down again, gasping softly at the sight of his cock. "I'm hard," he whispered, gripping the sheets again.
Draco smiled at the sight of his lover's arousal and began to lick slowly up the shaft.
"Draco," Harry groaned, reaching to slide his fingers into Draco's hair and gripping the silky strands. "I can't lift my hips ...."
"Touch yourself," Draco whispered, wishing he could suck Harry's cock. He continued to lick him.
Harry hesitated before he slowly pulled his hand out of Draco's hair and moved it down to touch his own cock. He moaned softly, wondering how he had managed so long without doing this.
Draco smiled, watching him stroke himself for a moment before moving down, licking Harry's balls and pushing open Harry's arsecheeks to lick below them.
Harry squeezed himself lightly, beginning to stroke himself faster as Draco's tongue moved down. "Didn't know just how much I missed this," he sighed, letting his head simply fall back.
Draco licked his lover's entrance, caressing that tight hole with his tongue.
Harry gasped as loud as he could, willing his legs and hips to move "More ... more, please," he begged softly.
Draco pressed his lips to his lover and pressed his tongue into him, working inside.
Harry was as hard as he could be, his hand moving fast as he groaned. "Yes," he hissed.
Draco had missed those gasps. Missed the taste and feel of his lover wanting him. He thrust his tongue in and out, faster and deeper.
After not feeling this for so long, Harry found that he was much closer than he normally was, feeling himself beginning to tense up. He slowed down his strokes, but it didn't help much, only made him want even more. "I'm close, Draco," he whispered, looking down at the man.
"Mmm," Draco hummed, pressing his face tight against his lover's flesh and pushing his tongue deeper, deep enough to reach that nerve bundle.
Harry cried out when he first felt the shock of Draco's tongue touching that spot, his cock feeling as though it literally jerked in his hand before he came hard. He whimpered Draco's name as he stroked himself through it, his upper back arched.
Draco was thrilled when he felt his lover's muscles clench around his tongue. He licked gently and then kissed that quivering opening. Draco lifted his head, licking his way up to Harry's cock, cleaning him.
Harry relaxed back on the bed, his hand sliding away as he felt Draco moving up and cleaning him off. "That was amazing ..." he whispered, his eyes closed.
Draco hummed in agreement, licking the last of his lover's seed before crawling the rest of the way up his body, kissing his skin as he went.
"I can feel again," Harry murmured, wrapping his arms around Draco when he moved up far enough. "Thanks to you."
Draco didn't have words to describe how happy he was, instead he kissed Harry, cupping the back of his head with his clawed hand and letting the man taste himself in his lover's mouth.
Harry leaned up as much as he could, kissing him harder. His arms tightened, honestly wanting to show Draco just how grateful he was for being able to feel again.
Draco's still full arousal brushed against Harry's soft wet one as he pressed his body into his lover's, still kissing him.
Moving one hand down to Draco's hip and around to his cock, Harry stroked him as they continued to kiss.
Draco moaned into his lover's mouth, shuddering. He was so aroused he knew it wouldn't be long.
Harry moved so that he could kiss and nip along Draco's jaw, his hand squeezing him as it sped up.
Draco moaned, claws digging into Harry's hair and body trembling. Then he cried out, his seed spurting over Harry's hand and belly as he came.
Harry looked into Draco's eyes, moving to gently kiss him a few times. "Thank you, Draco. I love you."
"I love you, Harry," Draco replied, kissing him repeatedly before moving to settle in beside him. He grinned, Summoned his wand, and did Cleaning Charms for both of them. It was great to have his magic and his lover back.
Harry turned over, feeling sleepy, but extremely happy. "Now I walk again, right?"
"That's the plan," Draco said. "Hopefully, if we exercise your legs it will help you get control of them again."
"I hope so, too," Harry said, grinning at Draco and snuggling closer. "Can't wait to start ...."
"I think we just did," Draco teased. "Your muscles were definitely starting to work there."
Harry blushed softly. "You know what I meant ... but they are, aren't they? I could feel it." He liked saying that.
"Yes," Draco whispered. "Next time, maybe you will feel my cock inside you." He smiled happily at him, filled with happiness and aroused by the idea.
"I can't wait for that, either," Harry sighed, closing his eyes. Next time he'd finally be able to feel whole again. "Night, Draco."